Started out Ok with this chapter and then got writer's block. Came out of my block and wrote something I had no intention of writing.I do wonder where I get these ideas from. Read the chapter and you'll know what I'm talking about. It's the reason I've uped the rating - a safety precaution so nobody can say they weren't warned that I had a very twisted mind.

Black Joey: For the moment I'm not planning on going into Gaara's home life; I'm just leaving it implied that when he goes home he locks himself in his room and doesn't answer any questions about what happened to him. Or if he does he lies

And now onto the NaruGaaNaru interaction!

Chapter 3

"Let me get this straight; you think your grandfather is not only doing this to get me to take your virginity but also to turn me into a model citizen?"

"That's right."

Gaara didn't look convinced. Admittedly the two parts of the plan didn't exactly go hand in hand. But then it was Jiraiya who had come up with the plan and the fact that he wasn't exactly in his right mind had been established long ago.

"Yeah, I know it sounds messed up but that is the bare essence of the old perv's plan. Now what we've got to do is decide how to ruin his scheme. I thought we could have his scheme backfire by you making me bad instead of me making you good."

"How?"

Naruto shrugged. "I don't know. Make him think I'm doing drugs and shoplifting and stuff like that."

"But then I'll get in trouble for drug dealing and that is a prison worthy offence."

"Not if he doesn't have any proof, you can't charge someone unless you have evidence. We're only going to make him thinkI'm doing those things. And it wouldn't be for long either, just until Granny Tsunade gets home." Naruto chuckled to himself before he noticed that Gaara was confused. "She's the old perv's wife who's currently on a gambling cruise. Grandpa's dead scared of her because she is vicious. I doubt he ran this little scheme by her so when she gets back and finds out what he's been up to she'll freak. It'll be entertaining to watch but awful to experience."

"And when is she coming back?"

"The cruise lasts another month-"

"A month! I have to spend a whole month dressed like this?!" hissed Gaara, his fists clenching dangerously.

"No, no, no!" cried Naruto, hurriedly trying to calm Gaara down. "I called her last night and told her to come home right away because the old perv was up to something again. She'll come running back because the last time she ignored my call we had the police and social services over when she arrived back home. It'll take her a week tops to get here, I promise."

Gaara took a deep breath to calm himself down. A week was better than a month. He would have preferred to be able to stop wearing the damn maid's outfit right away but perhaps that was asking for too much.

Gaara fluffed the last pillow and straightened the bed sheet before picking up the pile of bed clothes and moving to the next room. Today his task was to change the bedding for the entire house. It sounded like an easy task to those who didn't know how many beds there were in the house. Gaara, however, had seen the piles of bedding laid out for him and had known from the start that this was going to take a hell of a long time to do. It didn't help matters that Naruto was with him and that being on all fours on a bed covered in satin white sheets gave the blond ideas.

"This is my Grandpa's room," Naruto informed Gaara as they entered the bedroom.

Gaara could have guessed this even if Naruto hadn't told him. Jiraiya hadn't put much effort into hiding the fact that he was a pervert. There were books on the floor that Gaara remembered seeing as he breezed past the adult section of the bookstore, as well as DVD's with titles like 'The whip lady' which easily gave away what they were about. At least there were no graphic images about to give Gaara nightmares.

Gaara regarded Jiraiya's bed with distaste. "Please tell me that he doesn't perform any sexual activities in this bed," he almost begged, though his face was still as emotionless as ever.

"Not as far as I'm aware."

Gaara released a minute sigh as he grabbed a pillow, tearing the cover off it before dropping it to the floor. Naruto smiled to himself as he watched. Gaara really was tempting like this, especially when he became all hot and sweaty from crawling all over the bed. It was almost like he was begging for Naruto to ravish him.

Being unable to resist the temptation, Naruto snuck up behind Gaara, capturing the redhead around his middle. Naruto nuzzled the revealed neck, pressing kisses up to the pale ear before sticking out his tongue and running it along the shell of the ear. Gaara shivered, making Naruto smirk triumphantly. "You're gorgeous."

"And you'll be a mute if you don't put your tongue away and let me work."

Naruto pouted. "Gaara, you're such a tease," he whined as he let his arms drop.

"I'm not trying to be," Gaara muttered as he slipped a clean cover over the pillow.

Naruto sighed and moved to lean against the wall. Unlike yesterday Gaara had a set amount of work to do and if he didn't complete it then…Well, Naruto wasn't exactly sure whatwould happen but the blond was sure Jiraiya would think up something that would embarrass Gaara. The redhead wasn't willing to take the chance that it was an empty threat and had decided that there would be no 'playing' until he was finished. It was a logical if not infuriating decision. Naruto desperately wanted to caress that pale skin and kiss those very inviting lips. He was being forced to wait though and Naruto wasn't a very patient person at the best of times.

Of course, Naruto could have helped with the bed making to speed up the process. Unfortunately when he tried to help Gaara he got in the way and if he did one room while Gaara did the next he did it wrong meaning Gaara had to redo it. In the end both teens had decided that Naruto was being more of a nuisance than a help; it was best if Gaara worked alone.

As Naruto hung around being tempted he noticed something pink sticking out of one of his grandfather's drawers. His curiosity was perked and he moved to investigate. Carefully, the blond pulled the fluffy pink thing out of the drawer to see what it was. It turned out to be a pair of handcuffs surrounded by luminous pink fluff. Brief mental images of his grandmother handcuffed to the bed made Naruto shiver. Mental images of his grandfather being handcuffed to the bed made the blond doubly shiver. It just wasn't natural for old people to have sex, let alone kinky sex!

As Naruto continued to try and suppress his very twisted imagination, a very naughty idea appeared to him. A wide grin slowly spread across his face as he turned his gaze on Gaara's back.

Gaara suddenly froze in what he was doing. Something was wrong. It felt as if he was being watched. Well, he knew he was being watched (it was like Naruto's eyes were permanently glued to his ass when he wore the maid's outfit) but the gaze that was set upon him felt much more sinister than horny.

Before Gaara could turn around his arms were grabbed and pulled behind his back. There was a metallic click and Gaara found that he couldn't pull his wrists apart. Not wanting to have his back to the enemy, Gaara turned to come face-to-face with an evilly smirking Naruto.

"What did you do?" demanded Gaara.

Naruto's facial expression turned innocent. "Nothing Gaara." The grin returned full force. "Yet!"

With that Naruto swept Gaara off his feet before throwing him down onto the half-made bed. The redhead immediately began to squirm as Naruto's lips descended upon him from above. With his arms caught behind him he was unable to stop Naruto's advances with his hands. Head butting the blond was soon also proved to be ineffective as Naruto was able to dodge quite easily.

After a minute of useless thrashing about Gaara gave up. Naruto smirked triumphantly before engaging Gaara in a victory kiss. The redhead allowed the blond boy's tongue to press past his lips into his mouth; his eyes slipping closed with a soft groan as the two muscles met.

Naruto broke away, panting softly. He was still grinning as he said, "Let's make things more interesting."

Gaara was filled with instant dread at the blond teen's words. He kept his face as expressionless as possible though as Naruto reached into his pocket and pulled out a silk handkerchief. The blond reached down and tied the handkerchief around Gaara's eyes as a makeshift blindfold. The redhead immediately growled, "Take it off."

"Gaara! I never imagined you would be in such a hurry to get me naked!" exclaimed Naruto in fake shock.

Gaara growled a second time. "Take the blindfold off now."

"Why?" asked Naruto coyly, his fingers teasingly gliding down over an exposed arm.

"Because if you don't I'll break your fingers one by one for maximum pain infliction," the redhead threatened.

"That is a good reason," Naruto admitted in a false voice of thought. "But how are you going to carry out your threat when you're in handcuffs?"

So that was what was restraining Gaara's wrists. "You can't keep me tied up forever."

Naruto chuckled, his breath ghosting over Gaara's face. "That sounds like a challenge."

How Naruto would go about accepting this challenge will never be known as there was a horrified cry of, "Master Naruto!" from the doorway that effectively broke said teen's concentration.

Naruto's head snapped round to see that one of the maids was stood at the door looking scandalised. The first thing that came into Naruto's head as a blush rose up onto his cheeks was, "It's not what it looks like!" After that he was lost for an explanation. The maid didn't wait for one, she quickly ran off to presumably inform Jiraiya of his grandson's questionable activities. "Wait! Come back!" Naruto shouted after her retreating back.

The blond quickly got off the bed so that he could chase after her and hopefully stop her before she went and gave his grandfather any ideas. In his haste he managed to almost crush Gaara's leg. The redhead let out a small cry of pain, effectively catching Naruto's attention. The blond stopped, quickly coming to the decision that it was a better idea to remove all evidence of what happened than to try to catch up with the maid now.

Naruto moved back towards Gaara and removed the blindfold covering the redhead's eyes. The glare that met him was fierce and promised pain. Naruto smiled sheepishly and muttered an awkward, "Sorry."

Naruto had expected his apology to be met with enraged words or stony silence. He hadn't expected Gaara to grin maniacally and say, "You will be soon," before jumping up and putting him in an arm lock. Apparently while Naruto had been panicking about being caught Gaara had been picking the lock on the handcuffs. Said handcuffs were then slapped around Naruto's wrists. The blond winced as he was picked up and dropped unceremoniously on the floor. He then gulped fearfully as Gaara loomed over him, insane smile still firmly in place. The redhead kneeled down over him, waving the handkerchief Naruto had used earlier to blindfold him in front of the nervous blond. "Payback time," was all Gaara said before Naruto's world descended into darkness.

The maid found Jiraiya in the living room on his laptop. He looked up at her quizzically, his eyes lingering on her breasts for a little longer than she appreciated. "It's Master Naruto Sir; I just caught him molesting one of the maids in your room Sir."

"My room?" questioned Jiraiya, thinking it an odd place to go at it. He knew his room was a shrine to all things sexual but he would have thought Naruto would have been against doing it in a relative's room.

"Yes Sir."

Jiraiya paused in thought. How should handle this situation? Should he let the two go at it in peace? Or should he watch and get material for his new novel? He was sure Naruto would understand that he needed to write his perverted novels to keep a roof over their heads and keep the debt collectors off Tsunade's back. Jiraiya sighed internally as he remembered his wife and her terrible gambling skills. He wouldn't have to keep writing if she didn't keep making ridiculous bets and losing. Then again, he loved writing and he loved doing research. Which was why he was going to invade his grandson's privacy for the sake of an accurate and realistic novel.

Jiraiya smiled at the maid. "Don't worry; I'll sort him out."

He stood up and headed towards the stairs, only looking back to ogle her ass for a few seconds before ascending to the next floor. As he walked down the hallway Jiraiya heard what he thought was Naruto crying out in pain. Apparently he'd done something Gaara didn't like and the redhead was fighting back. Jiraiya grinned and sped up so that he could get there before the fun ended.

What Jiraiya saw when he looked through the door was not what he had been expecting. Naruto was handcuffed, blindfolded and on his knees. The poor boy seemed to be halfway between terrified and turned-on. Gaara meanwhile was playing the part of Naruto's master. He'd also been through Jiraiya's draw of kinky accessories and had found a riding crop. Said riding crop was currently tilting Naruto's chin up towards him so that he could give his blond captive a lecture.

One part of Jiraiya was happy that he had found concrete evidence that his plan was underway. Another part was confused as to the way things had turned out. He had thought that Naruto would be seme as the boy had such a dominant and confident nature. It had never occurred to him that Gaara might be more dominant than his grandson. Jiraiya wasn't sure now if all the aims of his scheme would now be achieved. Naruto was supposed to be seme and show Gaara that getting in trouble was bad. But if Gaara was the one with all the control then would he learn anything?

Gaara's seductive voice brought Jiraiya out of his reverie. "That little punishment was for standing on my leg. This next one is for not listening to me when I told you to take off the blindfold."

"Gaara! I said I was sorry!" said Naruto pleadingly before the next blow fell.

"You said you were sorry but I don't think you meant it," replied Gaara icily.

"I did, I really did mean it! Please untie me Gaara; I doubt you want Grandpa to find us like this anymore than I do."

Gaara pressed his lips together in silent contemplation. Naruto was right that this was definitely not a position they should be caught in. It was probably best if he untied Naruto and got back to work; he could always punish the blond later. "Fine. But you better keep your hands to yourself until you're told otherwise."

"I will, I will!"

Gaara moved behind Naruto to remove his restraints. He gave the blond boy a whack on the back of the head before doing so though – just to make sure he'd got his point across. Gaara then put the toys back where they were originally before finally returning to his work.

Naruto remained on the floor, a pout firmly set on his features. Gaara was being so mean to him – hitting him for just wanting to have a bit of fun with his boyfriend. Although, Naruto had to admit, being tied up by a hot guy in a maid's outfit had been kind of exciting. Maybe he'd let Gaara do that to him again without the blindfold; if he was going to be dominated he wanted to be able to see Gaara act all sexy and powerful.

Naruto's head tipped to the side slightly as he considered these thoughts. Maybe Gaara had a right to be angry with him; he had pushed him into a situation he wasn't necessarily comfortable with and then not stopped his ministrations when the redhead had asked him to. Perhaps he should apologize. Then they could have make-up sex and have everything back to normal! Naruto mentally slapped himself. There was no way in hell that that was going to happen. Gaara wouldn't agree to sex just like that. Well, not if he was in the mood he was in now. Maybe if he was horny he would. But not in a place where they could be discovered. Or when there was work to be done. Which really meant the two of them had a 0.1 chance of having make-up sex.

Naruto was brought back to reality by Jiraiya sticking his head round the door and saying, "One of the maids said there was something going on up here. Anything I should know about?"

"No," answered Naruto calmly.

"Good," said Jiraiya. Just before he left he added, "If you want to borrow any of my novels or videos just say; it would be my pleasure to help further your education."

Naruto's face turned red with both embarrassment and anger. "Get out of here you old perv!" he shouted at Jiraiya's cackling, retreating back. Naruto sighed in exasperation and sent Gaara a small, apologetic smile. The redhead ignored him and moved onto the next room. Naruto's smile immediately disappeared.

After a moment of quiet reflection, Naruto stood up and followed Gaara to the room next-door. Inside he hovered a reasonable distance from the redhead, waiting to be acknowledged. He wasn't.

For Naruto the tension in the room was forever growing as he stood immobile, waiting impatiently for Gaara to notice how he was not molesting him. The blond teen's hopes rose when Gaara turned around, finished with this particular room. Gaara's eyes flicked once towards Naruto before the redhead walked straight past him without speaking a word. Naruto's shoulders slumped. Gaara must be really mad at him.

Naruto once again tracked Gaara to another bedroom. The redhead's hands were busy with something when Naruto walked in and (seeing his chance) the blond moved in for the kill.

The feel of the body pressing up against him from behind and two arms wrapping securely around his middle made Gaara tense up. Naruto's head bend forward and his lips gently caressed the nape of Gaara's neck. It was slow and sensual – almost timid – and Gaara felt inclined to hear what Naruto had to say before pushing the blond away.

"I'm sorry," Naruto muttered softly.

Gaara had to admit that Naruto sounded sincere. He'd been forced into making apologies in the past to avoid sinking too deeply into trouble and he was now able to detect false apologies quite easily. Naruto didn't sound fake at all. He sounded truly regretful and it made Gaara properly consider forgiving him. Or maybe not. It would, after all, be amusing to see how Naruto would go about trying to redeem himself.

Naruto took the fact that Gaara wasn't hitting him as a good sign. However, he also took the fact that Gaara wasn't speaking to him as a bad sign. He sighed and pressed another kiss against the back of Gaara's neck. "What part of what I did pissed you off the most? Just tell me and I promise I'll never do it again. Just tell me how I can get you to forgive me and I'll do it. I'm hoping that it's something that involves sex and you covered in chocolate but something tells me that that isn't what you have in mind."

Gaara couldn't stop his lips twitching up in a smile. Naruto really did have a one-track mind. He was such an idiot; a big, stupid, perverted idiot – and Gaara couldn't help but forgive him. "Part of it was that you didn't listen to me when I told you to stop. I told you before that I don't like being used and it felt like you were using me."

"I'm sorry," Naruto muttered once again. "Next time I'll try harder to control myself. What's the other thing?"

Gaara was silent for a long time and for a moment Naruto was afraid that Gaara was going to turn around and say that his apology was not accepted. But then the redhead in his arms tensed further and seemed to curl in on himself. His voice was a bitter whisper as he said, "I don't like being kept in the dark."

Gaara really didn't know why he was confiding in Naruto. He should have learned his lesson by now. The emotional scars of his past were to this day a reminder of why he shouldn't trust anybody apart from himself. By revealing his fear to Naruto Gaara was leaving himself wide open for attack. Even if he did like the blond and his open attitude, Gaara was being reckless with his trust. He didn't think Naruto would hurt him if he let himself be vulnerable but he didn't know. Should he really take the risk with a boy he had known for only a few days? His common sense said no but his lonely heart said yes. His teenage hormones were demanding an explanation as to why they were both not yet naked and sweaty. Gaara was ignoring his hormones for the moment as he waited for Naruto's response.

"Oh."

Gaara broke away from Naruto's embrace and whirled around to glare at him. "That's all you can say? Oh?" he hissed angrily.

"What do you want me to say? Some mushy crap about being your light in the dark and forever protecting you from the darkness? I'll say it if you want but I thought that would be too cheesy for you and that you'd hit me for treating you like some damsel in distress that can't tie her own shoelaces. Sorry if I misinterpreted your personality up until now. If I have do tell me and we can call off the whole relationship thing because clearly it isn't working," said Naruto scathingly, angry that Gaara was turning on him like this.

Gaara growled lowly as his mind went into overdrive. Naruto was right that he probably would have hit him if he'd said something so clichéd and undermined the seriousness of his confession. But his alternate response had also incensed Gaara. Then again, what response had Gaara been searching for? He didn't know the answer to that question so by all logic he shouldn't be mad at Naruto for giving the wrong answer because there was no wrong answer. By all logic he should apologize to Naruto for overreacting. But at this point Gaara was all for screwing logic as he wantedto be angry at Naruto, he wanted to be able to blame the blond for inciting all these strange emotions in him that he didn't know how to deal with.

"You should be sorry for presuming you know me when really you know nothing at all," Gaara hissed irately.

"What!?" Naruto exploded. "You stuck up son of a bitch! How dare you say that?! I know enough about you to say, without a doubt, that you are the most arrogant, violent, egotistical, controlling, maddeningly anal bastard I have ever met!"

"You can talk; you're a horny perverted idiot who thinks only about sex and has the most ridiculous ideas. It's always about you and yourdesires. But what else should I expect from a rich kid who's always been handed everything on a silver platter."

"Now who's being presumptuous? You think just because my family have money and I'm not an emo bastard that my life is perfect? Well you're dead wrong! My parents are dead, I live with grandparents by right shouldn't be allowed to look after a kid as they are way too preoccupied with their 'research' and gambling addiction, I have absolutely no privacy, for a long time I was bullied at school and didn't have any friends – my life used to be a living hell and it's only recently that it's gotten better! What gives you the right to judge me?! You should look at the log in your own eye instead of the twig in mine! And another thing-!"

Naruto's rant was interrupted by Gaara throwing himself at the blond and toppling him over onto his back. The attack stunned Naruto and it took some time to recover his composure. The fact that Gaara was kissing him instead of trying to gouge out his eyeballs helped to prolong the rebooting process of his brain.

When Naruto had recovered his senses he tried to push Gaara away from him. They were supposed to be pissed off and arguing, not horny and kissing, so how the hell had they gotten into this position?! It didn't make sense and Naruto wanted to get to the bottom of it.

"What the hell do you think you're-" he demanded indignantly before he was cut off by Gaara who was staring at him with intense half-lidded eyes.

"You're really hot when you're angry," Gaara murmured lustfully before moving down for another bruising kiss.

Naruto was effectively lost for a moment. Gaara's perfectly white teeth were tugging imploringly on his bottom lip, begging desperately for entrance. Apparently he was through with working or arguing. Naruto could deal with that. The blond boy parted his lips and coaxed Gaara's tongue into his mouth. He then allowed his hands to travel sensually up pale arms and eventually become entangled in blood red hair.

Their lips parted when it became essential that they breathe. Gaara continued hovering above Naruto, his breath as warm on Naruto's face as his hand was on the blond teen's chest underneath his shirt. One of Naruto's hands was still caught in Gaara's hair while the other had migrated south to the redhead's hip in an attempt to force more contact between the two teens.

It was Gaara who broke the silence. "First of all – I am not emo," he stated seriously, lust still permeating his gaze. "Second of all – you're also a bastard. Third of all-"

"This isn't going to be a list of all my faults is it?" asked Naruto in slight exasperation.

"Third of all…you're right that I shouldn't judge you. I don't know you well enough to judge you yet. I'm sure my assessment of you will prove true in time though."

"Was that an apology or an insult?" Naruto asked, confused.

"It was a promise," replied Gaara, leaning back in to nip at Naruto's neck.

"A promise?" repeated Naruto, still utterly confused.

"A promise that I'll stick around to find out if you really are all the things I said you are. Idiot," added Gaara as an afterthought.

A smile slowly spread across Naruto's face as he realized exactly what Gaara was trying to tell him. "You cryptic bastard; why couldn't you have just said it like that in the first place?"

"Because if you were smart you would have understood what I was saying," Gaara said as a small smirk formed on his lips.

"Hey!" Naruto cried in mock outrage, tugging playfully at Gaara's hair.

Gaara winced as Naruto pulled slightly harder than he meant to but let the action pass. Naruto was grinning wildly at him and it was making the redhead feel something that resembled happiness. Happiness wasn't a common emotion in Gaara's life and so he was rather surprised that something as simple as a smile could fill him to the brim with such joy. Naruto truly was an amazing person.

It was at that point in time that Naruto's stomach began to rumble. His grin widened as he said, "Maybe we should go down and see why dinner's taking so long."

Gaara nodded in agreement and carefully climbed off of Naruto. He held out a hand to help the blond to his feet, eliciting another heart-fluttering smile from said blond. Together they then set off down towards the kitchens, a sense of unity and balance restored between the two teens who were so very different and yet so very alike. Little did they know what horrors awaited them on the horizon of another day.

Slightly wierd ending but oh well. I've sort of plotted out the next chapter already so I'll probably have it done in a few weeks. I'm thinking it may be the second-to-last chapter if I go with what I've planned out. There is a possibility of a sequel but it really depends on how I end the story. TTFN.